While worrying about the grown-up man, Anya suddenly recalled her own situation and her little son in trouble due to the same grown-up man and his family. She shook her head vigorously in her mind to get rid of her thoughts about him. She can't be soft-hearted with that man.

She turned to her friend, "Are you admiring him now?" She wasn't used to hearing Krystle speaking highly of Alvin. If given a chance, Krystle could curse Alvin day and night.

Krystle had cursed Alvin day and night when she was seeing Anya struggling alone with pregnancy effects. But after seeing the little one, Alvin disappeared from their dictionary and focused their attention on Zane - a gift of god.

Krystle instantly got a frown that loudly screamed of her disgruntlement, "Eww.. He isn't my type. I want somebody who I can talk to, have fun and enjoy life. Alvin Matthews is a BIG NO." She honestly responded, lifting her two hands and crossing her forearms in X. She didn't say that because Anya had a crush on Alvin or Zane's father was Alvin, she truly felt Alvin was too much for her to handle.

Anya sighed, it was better than way. If Krystle kept cursing the man, she was sure she wouldn't be soft-hearted. She tugged Krystle inside her room. Both sat down and Anya briefed everything to Krystle so that she doesn't worry much and let Anya complete this assignment. Krystle knew about Anya's real job.historical

Krystle became thoughtful. She wanted to convince Anya to drop her plan of saving the hostages but Anya wouldn't leave her work unfinished. "I am worried about you girl." She shifted close and hugged her friend.

Anya was worried too, "I am afraid of Harper Johnson reaching Dad, Mom, and Baby. Jason said an officer is protecting them but I can't.." She sighed. How can she be assured until Harper ends up powerless?

Krystle rubbed her back. Her friend had stopped living for her the moment she got to know she was pregnant. If she dares to take any risk, it would only be because she wanted to keep her son safe and give him a comfortable life without making him feel the absence of a father.

Krystle sat back as she asked her doubt hesitantly, "Annie.. Why is Alvin Matthews trying to save the hostages?" Alvin never was, never will be so generous and kind.

Anya half shrugged her shoulders, "Must be helping President Collins."

Krystle didn't feel like that. Alvin might help his uncle but he wasn't the type to make efforts to keep someone safe and worry about the lives of strangers who won't appreciate his efforts. Alvin could never be good for no reason. She strongly felt his actions were purely because of Anya.

"Annie, I think.."

'Knock.. Knock..' Krystle tried to give heads up to Anya but the knocks on the door interrupted them

The duo turned to the door. Anya was getting up to check, Krystle tugged her back, "Yes!? The door is open." She said loud enough to reach the person on the other side of the door.

Anya: "..."

She couldn't be like her or Alvin and make the people serve her.

The door opened, the butler, Oliver stood by the door, "Miss.." He looked at Anya and continued, "Mr. Matthews asked me to bring you IMMEDIATELY." He stressed the last word.

Krystle almost thought Alvin cared about Anya. Now, she brushed off the idea, "I need to teach this man a lesson. How dare he treat you like this?"

Anya: "..."

Though Krystle could hurt anybody for her and Zane, Alvin does scare them. Probably because of the secret they were hiding.

The duo went behind Oliver who was dabbing his napkin on his forehead hearing Krystle curse and badmouth Alvin, all the way, to the dining hall.

Linus who got fresh went behind them at a distance hearing the hotheaded. He dropped a message to Alvin as he followed them, [Bro, why does this hothead curse you so much? When did you offend her?]

However, he and Linus could guess it wasn't because Alvin did something to Krystle, it was all linked to Anya. He couldn't believe that while solving one problem, the old complications were opening up.

Krystle whispered to Anya, "Don't speak. I will control him."

Anya: "..."

Krystle went ahead and stood a few steps away from Alvin who had just started his breakfast, "Alvin Matthews!!" She yelled at him.

Alvin indifferently turned to the screaming puppy and narrowed his eyes at her.

Krystle felt her throat dry up looking at him. She clenched her fist and continued, "Don't even think I will let Annie stay here. I would rather go to jail than let you treat Annie like your maid."

Anya: "..."

Krystle had agreed to let her handle the situation. 'My dumb drama princess, Alvin won't listen to you like this.' She thought and froze when Alvin blinked his eyelids, shifted his gaze, and caught her eyes.

"Eat." He said indifferently and looked back at Krystle, "Nuisance." He indirectly showed to Krystle he wasn't treating Anya badly but her.

Krystle: "..."

Anya wanted to punch this man. He could be considerate when he knew Krystle's intentions. Couldn't he?

Linus burst into laughter hearing his brother piss off people so easily. He went around and took his seat, watching Krystle's annoyed face.

Anya pulled a chair for Krystle who was on her toes to kick Alvin. "Kryst.." She guided her sit and sat down next to her, "Did you have breakfast? What would you like to eat?"

Alvin: "..."

He treats her well and she treats the rest well but him.

Krystle noticed his expression and her mood improved instantly. She started to piss him off for the rest of the breakfast time. She started behaving all spoiled, "No, I was worried about you, Sweetie. I am famished. I want Pomegranate juice..." Anya obliged her every demand.

Anya was a quick eater and Krystle was a picky eater to maintain her physique for modeling and work as an influencer. Though she wanted to try acting in the entertainment industry, her parents were dead against it. So she is happy doing her work, going on vacation, getting paid for every small thing she does.

Alvin spoke once Anya completed her breakfast, "Linus, escort the unwanted guest out of the estate. Make sure she pays for the damage."

Linus was nodding when Krystle hissed first, "Were you born with a bitter melon in your mouth?"

Alvin ignored her, held Anya's hand, and started walking towards the hallway.

"Hey, What the f***." Krystle shot from her chair and ran ahead and blocked their path. "Alvin Matthews, couldn't you speak? Annie, you are coming with me. He is a rogue. Look at how he treats.. .." Her eyes fell on their hands when Alvin was looking at Anya and their hands. As far as she noticed Alvin was taking her away but Anya was holding Alvin's wrist, "Why are you holding his hand?"

Alvin's eyes were on Anya, he was waiting for her to swing his hand away. If Krystle screams and cries to get her work done, Anya does an action. As soon as he pulled her away, she twisted her forearm, crooked his hold on her wrist. She held his wrist and twisted it further to break from his grip. It was a perfect move, he couldn't control her flawless action.

Anya wanted to throw his hand away but paused looking at Krystle. She left his hand and glared at Alvin. She just wanted Alvin to respect her and her friend even in actions.

However, how could she change this man?

Why should she change him when she was going to leave after she completes her work?

Krystle took the chance to pull her friend away. She couldn't let her friend fall for this man again.

Anya stopped glaring at him and sighed internally. Her eyes caught the man who was hurriedly rushing towards them. She smiled and Alvin's mood soured.

Which human could make her smile so easily?

The two followed her line of sight and saw Krystle's elder brother going towards them. Linus reached his brother and looked at the man. He identified the man immediately and whispered an update to his brother, "An admirer of Ms. Owen." He also guessed Alvin must have called the man to get rid of the hot-headed.

While the younger one thought it would be silent and boring without Krystle in the mansion, the elder one gritted his teeth. He didn't like that he unknowingly brought his Little Donut's admirer home. He gazed at the handsome man as if looking at his newfound enemy.